In the heart of a bustling city, a towering office building stood tall. On the 25th floor, a man named Richard sat at his desk, pouring over documents and reports. His mind was occupied, but his eyes kept wandering to the woman who had just entered the room.
Her name was Aisha, a new hire who had joined the company as an assistant. She was of Middle Eastern descent, with dark hair and olive skin. Today, she wore a push-up bra that accentuated her ample assets. Richard couldn’t help but notice, and he felt a stirring in his loins.
Aisha noticed Richard’s gaze and smiled. She walked over to his desk and leaned down, giving him a glimpse of her cleavage. Richard swallowed hard, trying to maintain his composure.
“Can I help you with something, Mr. Richard?” Aisha asked, her voice sultry and inviting.
Richard cleared his throat. “I, uh, I was just reviewing some documents. But, uh, I could use a break.”
Aisha raised an eyebrow. “A break, huh? I think I can help with that.”
She leaned in closer, her lips brushing against Richard’s ear. “Follow me,” she whispered.
Richard stood up, his heart racing. He followed Aisha to a nearby conference room, where she locked the door behind them.
Aisha turned to face Richard, her eyes filled with desire. She took a step closer to him, their bodies mere inches apart. Richard could feel the heat radiating off her body, and he knew what was about to happen.
Aisha reached up and began to unbutton Richard’s shirt, her fingers grazing his chest. Richard let out a low moan, his hands finding her waist.
They kissed, their lips meeting in a passionate embrace. Aisha’s tongue explored Richard’s mouth, and he responded in kind.
Aisha broke the kiss, her lips trailing down Richard’s neck. She nibbled on his earlobe, causing him to shiver with pleasure.
Richard’s hands wandered up Aisha’s body, cupping her breasts. He could feel her nipples harden beneath her bra, and he rubbed them gently through the fabric.
Aisha let out a low moan, her hands undoing Richard’s belt. She pulled down his pants, his hard cock springing free.
Aisha dropped to her knees, taking Richard’s cock into her mouth. She sucked and licked, her tongue swirling around the tip.
Richard let out a low groan, his hands finding Aisha’s hair. He guided her head, thrusting his hips forward.
Aisha reached up and began to play with her own nipples, pinching and twisting them. Richard could see the pleasure on her face, and it turned him on even more.
Aisha stood up, her eyes filled with desire. She pulled off her pants, revealing her bare pussy.
Richard’s eyes widened, and he reached out to touch her. Aisha moaned as his fingers found her clit, rubbing it in slow circles.
Aisha leaned back against the table, spreading her legs. Richard took the hint, his cock finding her wet pussy.
He entered her slowly, savoring the feeling of her warm, wet heat. Aisha moaned, her nails digging into Richard’s back.
They moved together, their bodies in sync. Richard thrust harder and deeper, his balls slapping against Aisha’s ass.
Aisha’s moans grew louder, her pussy clenching around Richard’s cock. He could feel her orgasm building, and he thrust harder.
Aisha let out a loud moan, her pussy contracting around Richard’s cock. He groaned, his own orgasm building.
With one final thrust, Richard came, his cum filling Aisha’s pussy.
They collapsed onto the table, their bodies spent.
“I think we need to take more breaks,” Richard said, panting.
Aisha smiled. “I agree.”
